"God be with you 'til we meet again, with his sheets securely fold you....." That's what I sang until I graduated to senior choir, which marked the demise of my belief in a heaven fitted with carved cedar doors where all slept safe, tucked into fresh, white sheets.
A childhood belief about hymns
others believed things like this
- I used to believe that when I used up all the sheets in my desk scratch pad, I would be married.— Barb
- I used to believe that undercover cops hid under covers/sheets. — Holly
- I used to think I smelled wrong, but I figured out it was because we never used dryer sheets. — blnkfrnk
- I used to believe that fax machines and computers sent real sheets of paper through the lines.— H
- When the police are talking about "rap sheets," I thought that the criminals were making rap music.Anon
- I used to think that bodily tissues were kleenex sheets that grew in certain parts of your body.Anon